That’s the sweater our grandfather made for me on his knitting machine before he died, a couple of months before I was born. Yes, the fires can hide the sun. And here’s an interesting bit of trivia. We’re on the side of the island nearest Australia, but we haven’t smelled smoke. People we know on the other coast, farther from Australia, have smelled it. Obviously, the winds are blowing the smoke down around the bottom of the island and up the east coast, where it settles down. It’s still high here.